  Flight! Today, my good friend Jennifer Mifflin is flying from Orlando to Boston. She is coming to visit me and my other good friend Monica Marie Moore, for the weekend. Monica does not have to fly, she can drive since she lives in Connecticut. I don't know how Jenn feels about flying (I'll have to ask her when I see her in 8 hours!!!!!!! ) but I love it. Here's some interesting flying anecdotes: When I flew to Boston for the very first time I had a connection in Chicago.
Of course, Chicago was under the influence of a blizzard and my flight almost didn't make it off the ground. But it did, and there were only 4 people on the flight (everyone else was moved to other flights earlier). The flight attendant let me sit in first class and gave me all the first class amenities like freshly baked cookies, more drink options and really nice blankets.
I had never been on the East Coast before and I remember looking out the window and seeing all these glass circley things on the ground. Finally I asked the flight attendant- what's that? She looked at my strangely and said, "I think its a lake" I couldn't believe it! There are SO MANY lakes and ponds and rivers and bodies of water in Massachusetts. There is definitely not that much water in Ohio or Illinois.
I was fascinated. Another time, when I was flying home from my first trip to LA (to visit my good friend Jennifer Slutz who is not able to make this reunion because she just got a cool new job at Disney) I realized the exhaustive nature of traveling and how a plane is the perfect place to cry. When one visits Jen she will have the most fun ever, for every single minute of every single day, and by the time she gets to the airport she's just DONE. But the tiredness (at least for me) seems to be compounded and magnified by the fact that you are traveling at 400 miles an hour.
Its like you are also tired for the plane, which probably didn't even get to go to the beach while it was in LA. I remember sitting in my little seat (they didn't let me sit in first class this time) and finding that I was sad that my adventure was over, that I couldn't wait to get home and that I probably wouldn't see Jen for at least six months.
These realizations along with the tiredness started the crying. And everytime since then I have been at least a little teary eyed on my flights home..... once it was because this damn teenager wouldn't turn off JayZ's "me and my girlfriend" for the 4 hours of the flight... but still. And so, I wish Jenn a most exciting plane ride! Good luck getting moved up to first class! 
